Dolce & Gabbana Black Figurine Earrings And Dress: Are They Racist?
Luxury Italian fashion brand Dolce & Gabbana debuted their new spring collection this past weekend for 2013 during Milan Fashion Week, but the theme of some of the items—particularly the earrings—have created some controversy.
Dolce & Gabbana sent models down the runway wearing Blackamoor-inspired earrings, and it left some people asking a few questions about whether they were appropriate or not.
“The earrings are reminiscent of Blackamoor statues that can be found in Italy, but more recognizably to non-Italians, Aunt Jemima dolls,” says UK’s The Guardian in a story about the earrings. “That's the same Aunt Jemima that, initially conceived as part of a minstrel show, became an image that romanticized slavery and plantation life. There's no denying they're offensive."
-- Oh, right, they're offensive? Cheesis K. Reist! I remember, when I was in elementary school on rural northeastern Long Island in the early 1960's, my friends and I used to buy a candy called "tar babies." They were small pieces of delicious blackish molasses, shaped like babies. Nobody made a stink. And we would sing in class, during music lessons, that good old little diddy "Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, catch a nigger by the toe. . . . " That includes the few "nigra" kids in my class. So, big deal!
Oh, but for the good old days. . . .
-- for Dr. Jacques Pluss, Karl Wolff III
"meine Ehre heisst Treue!"
Dolce & Gabbana sent models down the runway wearing Blackamoor-inspired earrings, and it left some people asking a few questions about whether they were appropriate or not.
“The earrings are reminiscent of Blackamoor statues that can be found in Italy, but more recognizably to non-Italians, Aunt Jemima dolls,” says UK’s The Guardian in a story about the earrings. “That's the same Aunt Jemima that, initially conceived as part of a minstrel show, became an image that romanticized slavery and plantation life. There's no denying they're offensive."
-- Oh, right, they're offensive? Cheesis K. Reist! I remember, when I was in elementary school on rural northeastern Long Island in the early 1960's, my friends and I used to buy a candy called "tar babies." They were small pieces of delicious blackish molasses, shaped like babies. Nobody made a stink. And we would sing in class, during music lessons, that good old little diddy "Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, catch a nigger by the toe. . . . " That includes the few "nigra" kids in my class. So, big deal!
Oh, but for the good old days. . . .
-- for Dr. Jacques Pluss, Karl Wolff III
"meine Ehre heisst Treue!"
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